It’s amazing how quickly a day can go pear-shaped, as what I’d hope to achieve evaporates in the face of unplanned events. It can happen to anyone, of course.  The baby that keeps you up all night teething.  The train that gets inexplicably cancelled.  The colleague that calls in sick.  The coffee cup that spills all over your white shirt just before you go into an important meeting (yes, that was me).  We aren’t as in control of life as we’d like to think. 

But disrupted plans and frustrated expectations seem to happen to me more as a carer than they ever did before.